Reaper's Lily

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Liliana's P.O.V:

I found myself walking into a small chapel like church. The pews on both the left and right sides of the chapel had been filled with faceless people in black clothing. The sun oddly enough radiated the stained-glass windows, shining so brightly on a grim day. I thought I had grieved enough, but this was proving to me that I wasn't ready to deal with the real grief. Knowing that after today, I wasn't ever going to see Liam again. I'd never hear his old dad jokes or hear his loud 80's hair band music. And I'd never hear him call me by my nickname or calling me kiddo...

Taking it one step at a time, I heard the faint sound of Amazing Grace from a Korean drama Liam and I used to watch on the speakers. There was sobbing in the background coming from the people in the pews, and in the front row, I stopped as my eyes laid on my brothers. I knew Ian would be distraught, but to see Mikey, my youngest brother, and Dan nearly as inconsolable was heart wrenching. My father was leaning on his wife, just as inconsolable if not probably more so than my brothers. I knew my family loved Liam like he was one of us, but this nearly killed me completely.

Stopping at the front pews, just right before the altar, I stared at the casket. It was a deep brown wooden casket with light purple and black flowers on the top just underneath where the casket opened to show the upper half of the deceased. I took a few moments to look around me and my eyes stopped on the pew directly across from my father and brothers. Kaiden was sitting there, his head hung low, his hair messy, and it looked as if he hadn't taken care of himself in weeks. His hair brushed out, showing its length, but it was hood. He was using his hair to hide the tear-stained cheeks, his puffy eyes, and the redness to show he had been—and still was crying.

I found myself standing at the casket, placing my hands gingerly on the part where the upper body would be revealed. Lifting the lid, I pushed it open to stare down in horror. Liam wasn't in the casket. The person in the casket...was me.

I watched as my own eyes open, revealing a black void where my eyes should've been. Backing up from the casket, the double in the casket slowly sat up. She managed to lift the other part of the casket up, nearly lunging out towards me, and I stared in horror. This was supposed to be Liam's funeral, wasn't it?

Her black dress fell to her feet, only staring at me with her head doing the typical slasher killer head tilt to the right. I took several steps back, not knowing what was going to happen, but she only stalked towards me. With every step I took backwards, she would take one small step forward until she stopped at the peus directly in front of the casket. My heart was about to turn into a chest burster from the movie Alien when she started to rush towards me in the blink of an eye.

I didn't have time to react when she pounced on me like a starving pretorial animal. I tried to keep from getting too close to my face, when she pinned my wrists down on the floor. She leaned in, her voice was duller than my own when she whispered in my ear.

"Stop running or this will be your fate." She whispered, then grabbed my head with both of her hands.

Jerking up from the bed, I fought back a scream. I looked around, seeing the room I was in with Kaiden before we had... then I looked to my right to see his side of the bed empty. I took a few moments to gather myself, realizing that I was in just a bad dream, then I brought my knees up to my chest as I ran both hands through my hair. I winced at the slight pain in my left shoulder, then slowly got out of the bed.

After getting dressed, I managed to smooth my rats' nest of a hair down to look somewhat decent. Walking out of the room, I headed down the hallway towards the stairs. I walked down the stairs, stopping as I noticed everyone was gone, then I headed to the kitchen. I wasn't here by myself, was I? Kaiden wouldn't have been that kind of a dick to just smash and dash...would he?

I stood in the kitchen, finally using the bond to try to feel out his emotions. Why had that not dawned on me earlier? Because I was fucking stupid enough to forget about it for a few minutes. I could only feel a sense of adrenaline, a small bit of anger, and...sheer enjoyment for the pain he was inflicting on someone. Leaning on one of the countertops, I closed my eyes and hoped that I was doing this right.

I opened my eyes, seeing a huge dog ripping apart some poor soul apart and Nathan plunging a piece of a fence post into another person's chest. I was seeing through Kaiden's eyes, watching him lifting a headless body up. I squeezed my eyes shut, opening them again, and found myself back in the kitchen of Jason's home. Kaiden was out killing what I believed to be...vampires with his siblings. They didn't look close to this house, so where were they?

"Lily? What are you doing up?" I heard Gia's voice as I stared at the marbling on the countertop I was leaning on.

I stood up straight, looking at her, and she hurried to me. She hesitated before opening her mouth then closing it. She was staring at my left shoulder, then back at me. I only gave a single nod, turning to lean against the counter as she walked around me. I pulled my shirt down enough to let her see the bandage, fighting off the feeling of bugs crawling under my skin with each touch I felt on my bare skin from her hands. I knew where I was exfoliating like hell later, but I only stared at the sink in front of me.

All I wanted to do was to run out and look for Kaiden, the fear of Calvin killing him ran rampant in my head, but I had a flash of the dream. It stopped me from being the renowned dumbass I was. The flash of what I was shown on how I died, and how my father, brothers, and Kaiden had been at my funeral...it was paralyzing me in pure torture.

Gia said, "Looks like Milena was right about the nightshade."

"What?" I breathed out in confusion.

Gia snickered, "I had Kaiden put some deadly nightshade on your wound before he left with Nate to my place to get me a few things. I prayed that you'd still be in bed when he got back, but this is easier. How does your shoulder feel now?"

I tried lifting my left arm over my head, instantly regretting it when I felt a searing pain in my left shoulder. I held onto my left shoulder as my arm slammed down to my side, then felt her holding me up so I didn't fall face first into the tile. Gia got a single nod from me that I was okay, then sighed.

"Don't lift your arm up too high. You'll probably cause some bleeding—like you are now." Gia's voice turned into a slight panic as I looked down at my bandage to see a small puddle of blood gradually spreading.

I followed her to the bathroom, taking my left arm out of my shirt, and she waited for me to give her permission. I only nodded again as I fought back the skin crawling feeling the best I could. Gia refixed my bandage with the first aid kit, letting me put the shirt back on as she was putting the first aid kit up. I heard Aimee's voice, wondering what in the hell she was talking about, then I walked out of the bathroom after I had put my shirt back on with Gia putting everything up.

Aimee was standing in the kitchen, talking to a few bodybuilder-like men, then she looked at me as she wiped a few tears that were falling from her face. I didn't have to be her soulmate to know that it was something serious. I merely walked to her, pushing pass the bodybuilders, and gave Aimee a hug. There, I felt her just collapse against me and start sobbing uncontrollably.

"It's Milena. She's dead!" Aimee wailed into my shoulder, gripping onto me for dear life as I felt her head almost crushing into my left shoulder.

Gia must've saw my discomfort when Aimee kept her head on my left shoulder since she started to peel Aimee off of me. I held onto my left shoulder once Aimee was off of me, thankful that I had on one of Kaiden's black long sleeve shirts to hide the wetness from the bandage that was ever growing.

Then, before Aimee could explain how Milena died, the entire house interrupted into chaos.

Great! Just my fucking luck...